To be moved by the story of the Swan Bride you have to understand her country.

I have to admit that when we received the invitation to visit Dagestan we had no idea where the republic was. We were drinking tea and enjoying the warm hospitality of two Dagestani girls in the cultural hall at the Sochi Olympics and looking at the most beautiful dance costumes; Saida and Diana told us about the richness of their country and invited us to visit, we had no hesitation in accepting their kind invitation. Last week we visited Dagestan for eight days.

We now know Dagestan is a small Russian republic squeezed along the coast of the Caspian Sea. The name "Dagestan" is a compound of two words: "Dagi" which means mountains and "Stan" which means Country. This name does not describe the Northern part of the republic which is flat semi arid land that connects to the Eurasian Steppe and Russia, but "dagistan" is a good descriptive name for the Southern part of the republic which is all mountains except for one narrow belt of flat land that runs along the coast of the Caspian sea. This narrow belt of land provided the only passageway for traders who wanted to cross from the southern Silk Road to Russia and the Balkan states in the North.

In the 4th century the Persians built wall across the passageway to control and tax passing traders.
They called their fortress wall Darband which in Persian means gateway. Derbent, as the modern city is now known, is thought to have been in
continuous habitation for 5,000 years which would make it the oldest city in Europe. For millennia Derbent was the gateway between Northern nomadic
peoples from the Eurasian and Mongolian Steppes and the empires of the Arabic,
Iranian and Turkish peoples that came from the South.

In 627 the Persian Christian leaning Sassanid empire were kicked out of Derbent by an Islamic Turkic Khaganate. Derbent has the remains of one of the oldest churches in Europe which was built be the Persians, it is also the place through which Islam filtered into Europe. Islam spread through the Derbent gateway into the Caucuses and Europe.

Dagestan is a crossroads country that is dotted with pockets of ethnic peoples who have settled in the mountains and lowlands along the coast of the Caspian Sea, this tiny population of 3 million have over 20 languages and even more ethnic groups. This is crude map of the ethnic diversity of Dagestan (boundary marked in dark pink).

Diana and her cousin, The Swan Bride, are Laks, who were Mountain people. Saida, who sadly could not join us during our visit, is a Tabasaran

The Russians, in Imperial overdrive after Napoleon had been repulsed from Moscow, invaded the Caucases in 1817. The Russian fighting became known as the Caucasian wars (1817 - 1864) and lasted nearly 40 years. Tolstoy and Lermontov, who both took part, wrote about their experience of the brutal subjugation of the warrior tribesmen that resisted Russian dominance. The last of the great warrior defenders of the Caucasus came from Dagestan; his name was Aman Shamil.

Red bearded Shamil was captured in 1859 and taken across Russia to St Petersburg. He told his compatriots that he had had no idea of the size and power of the country they had been fighting, and advised his armies to put down their weapons. Some, including the Chechens (Chechnya) and Avars (N. Dagestan) did not heed his advice and continued to fight for a few more years, but without the agile and brave leadership of Shamil the Caucasian cause was broken .

Shamil's sons became officers in the Russian Army, and on the whole Shamil's advice was right. The Dagestani's decision to be loyal
to Russia has saved them from the fate that befell the Circassians, whose rebellious nature was severely punished by the Russians: In the 19th century the Russians forcibly moved 90% of the Circassian population out of the North Caucus mountains and dumped them in the Ottoman empire. In the 1940s half a million Chechens, who Stalin falsely accused of being pro-Germans, were forcibly moved to Siberia and the deserts of Khakastan where nearly 60% of their population perished.

The Dagestanis sided with the Bolsheviks against white cossacks who had been garrisoned in the Caucuses, but being loyal to Russia was not easy. The Soviets outlawed Islam and in the 1940s moved half of the populations of the mountain people down on to the flat land that had been vacated by the Chechens. Diana's, and the Swan Bride's grand-parents, were moved from the mountains to the flat lands of Northern Dagestan. Diana told me a story about how her great grandfather had decided one day that the family would no longer pray or be faithful to Islam, and how her great grandmother never forgave him for his decision. She said his decision was about protecting his family. Diana's people, who accepted their fate as being part of Russia, now speak and think of themselves as Russian. They will tell you "Dagestan cannot exist without Russia", I heard this phrase many times, even from people who have since reconverted to Islam. One very Islamic girl asked me "what is this news about Scotland wanting to be independent from Britain? We are amazed, we cannot understand it".

In my piece about Sochi
I wrote about my first impressions of Caucasian Dance Traditions or Lezginka as it
is commonly called. Together with the warmth of Diana and Saida's
hospitality, it was Lezginka that made us want to visit their country,
so before I tell you the story of The Dance of the Swan Bride I want to
tell you something more about Lezginka.

Lezginka
is part of a broad culture that is only loosely connected to
Derbent where the Lezgins live. The Lezgins are but one people in a
region that is brim full of ethnic diversity, languages and dance
forms. Across on the other side (West) of the Caucasus are the Circassians
(Adyghes, Cherkess, Kabardins, Shapsugs), and to the South West are the Ossetians and Georgians. In the Ukraine the Cossacks have similar dances
that they call Hopek.

I drew this Circassian dancer from the Nalmes Dance Company when they were performing at the Olympic games in Sochi. She wears a gilded crown and long dress with trailing sleeves. When she
moves she floats across the stage using rapid foot movements that are hidden behind the folds of her dress.

I
could have drawn her making slow swan like movements with undulating
arms, because all her emotions are expressed through the arms. In contrast the men jump and stomp around the stage like strutting stags. Here is a video from the Adyghian Dance Company (Nalmes).

This
Dancer, who is from Dagestan, dances in a similar way to the
Circassians.

Although they come from opposite sides of the Caucasus mountain range they both have long platted hair and similar movements. This fashion for platted hair is very old and
universal across the region; in the museum of art in Makhachkala
(capital of Dagestan) I saw a 7th century Christian broach depicting a
ladies face with similar plats.

Here is a video from the Dagestan Dance Company

This
Lezgin dancer is in Pink. The lowland Lezgins and Taberasans live near
Derbent. The dance finishes with all the girls collectively arranging
their bodies to become an opening flower.

I have yet to identify which group this lovely Dagestani Dancer represents.

Some
Dagestan dancers wear pantaloons and expression themselves through fast
footwork which is a bit like the steps in Irish Riverdance. This Avar
girl from Northern Dagestan comes from culture furthest from Derbent who
were the last to convert to Islam. Her costume includes references to
the Sun and other pagan motives.

The
male dancing is super-active, macho, and elegant. In western ballet it
is the women who dance on point, in the Caucasus it is the men. This
dancer is finishing his visual display on point on top of two drums.
And WOW, does it work?!

The men are very athletic, often jumping and spinning in the air, and landing on their knees

They like playing with sharp knives that stick in the floor when they are dropped or thrown across stage.

Often their dancing is tongue-in-cheek, and comic. They join their bodies to make animals that walk across the stage.

and play instruments

But
when a woman is on stage with them they strut like Eagles. The men are
the Eagles, and the women are Swans. We have reached the essence
Lezginka; Eagles and Swans..

Every
republic across the Caucuses has their own dance company where the
dance traditions are preserved, the Cucasian people love dancing and
take their cultural heritage very seriously. In Makhachikala, the
capital of Dagestan, each ethnic group has its
own theatre. This is the entrance to the theatre belonging to the Kumyk
peoples.

The colourful dance
and costumes of Caucasians are a refreshing change
to the stereotype of Islamic culture that we learn about from the
media. As we will see dancing is central to their lives and approach to
Islam, and in the end my story about The Dance of the Swan Bride tells
it all.

The wedding began like any wedding in
Britain might; Hadizha, that is her name, was in her living room dressed in a huge richly decorated wedding dress, around her were a crowd of giggling
girlfriends, their dark uncovered hair flowed over the brightly coloured
silks and satins of their designer gowns. They all wore bracelets of
flowers on their wrists to show they were friends of the bride. They were posing for the official photographer
and taking selfies.

It
was a shock to learn that under Islamic law the
marriage had already been completed in a mosque without the bride ever
being there. The custom is that the public wedding ceremony starts
when the groom collects his bride from her home and escorts
her to the reception. Surely this arrangement was hard for the girls
to take? I never asked this question directly, but I did discuss Muslim
culture with Diana and her friend Amina who was looking after us during
the wedding day.

Three Jewels - Diana, Mami and Amina

Both girls seemed very
satisfied to be under the protection of their fathers, they liked
knowing their fathers were watching out and looking after them in a
loving way.
Diana said she could disobey her uncle (she has no father) and he would
not be angry, but it would change their relationship. Amina told me she
could not visit Britain without her father's permission, and he would
not give it because he was concerned for her safety. Women's lib would
be upset by their point of view, and it struck me that both girls are
lucky to have kind guardians, maybe they would be more rebellious if
they felt repressed.

The
groom arrived to escort his bride and we joined a cavalcade which took us
to the wedding hall. Driving in Dagestan is an all male affair. On
the roads testosterone is king; they zoom, cut each other and play
chicken with oncoming traffic. Driving a bride and groom to a wedding
was an excuse for the male virtues of bonding, teamwork and "owning the
road". Our cars surrounded the wedding car from all sides, we honked
our horns and drove through red lights, and deliberately stopped at
cross roads to block traffic so the rest of the team could pass
through. At one point we met another wedding coming the other way, and
we played chicken with them too. Luckily there were no accidents.

The
hall we entered had laden tables. The cuisines were from the many
mountain cultures of their precious country; plates of lamb wrapped in
vine leaves, yoghurt and stuffed doughs, plates of Sushi for Mami, soft
drinks for the devout Muslims and vodka for the Russians. 500 guests
from the extended family were already settled at their tables, they had
courteously left us places at the tables nearest to the garlanded raised dais with
throne chairs where the bride and groom would sit. Down the centre of
the hall was a golden carpet along which the young couple would walk.

We knew the Bride and Groom were about to enter when
the music began. Lezginka dancers arrived; three swans in long white
dresses flecked with silver and three eagles in braided purple, greeted
and danced the newly weds as they made their way to their waiting
thrones.

The
best man sat next to the groom whilst Diana, calm and collected, sat in
quiet attendance to the bride. The parents were absent, the beautiful
mothers discretely sitting amongst their guests and dressed in finely woven blacks.

A
Champaign bottle was popped and the fizzing liquid poured over a
champagne fountain, the bride and groom came down to accept a drink and a
few friends used a microphone to toast the newly weds.

Disco
dancing had started, maids brought more plates of food and every time
we paused from eating a maid replaced our half used dishes with clean
ones. It seemed like a western wedding, the girls started dancing
whilst the men lounged at the tables. I pulled out my drawing
pad. This is a drawing of Mami who had made friends with a soft lady called Saida.

There was an interval when the official marriage certificate was signed

Then
Mr Mekhtiev led Mrs Mekhtiev to the centre to dance "The First Dance"
of their young marriage. They danced in a cloud of mist and golden
confetti that puffed from a machine around their feet; they danced a
Dance of Heaven and Togetherness. Everyone clapped.

by now the music had changed to Lezginka, Diana was with a flock of her friends dancing the Dance of the Swans.

Every
now and then the music would pause and a Russian with a deep, booming,
rasping voice would invite guests to wish the young couple well.

Even
I had done some dancing, but I was much happier watching and drawing. I
was never alone, drawing always attracts children, and by now I had
made many little friends. One, a girl called Alicia, had a camera with
which she would approach my pad after I had completed a sketch.

She
watched over my shoulder as I was drew a child on a chair. When my
subject left Alicia stepped silently forward and sitting in the same
chair waited for me to draw her too. My little friend, who spoke no
English, arranged everything without ever speaking a word.

At
intervals the Lezginka dancers came out and entertained us with more
dances. Then the bride came down from her throne and an extraordinary
dance began - The Dance of the Swan Bride.

The
Bride was alone in the centre of the room. Slowly
and softly she moved like a ghost in a circle, her eyes down and
looking towards the empty space she had created. The men who had been
lounging at the tables and refusing to dance suddenly became
interested. A man jumped into her circle and began The Dance of the
Eagle.

His
movements deft and strutting, his steps aggressive and arrogant, he was
asking/forcing the Swan Bride to attend to his masculinity. The bride
would not respond, ignoring him she proceeded in her ghostly circle as
if he did not exist.

Another man pushed the failed
Eagle away, the failed eagle put money on the brides head and
withdrew. Fat men, thin men, young men, old men all tried to tempt the
Swan Bride with their masculinity

even
fast stepping little boys Lezginkad the bride,

but she ignored
them all. Diana attended her mistress collecting the fallen money until
at last her new husband stepped into her circle and escorted his loyal
new wife back to their throne. Women's lib would disapproved (I have
added my views in the political epilogue at the end of this piece)

Throughout the ceremony we were treated as guests of
honour: Important looking men came and asked to share a toast of vodka, they
said they wanted to express respect for our presence and we were invited to say
a few public words to the newly weds. I made a bad speech and everyone
clapped politely and told us that now it was our turn to dance the
Lezginka. I tried, the women were very kind and surrounded me like a flock
of swans, and I danced The Dance of the Dyspraxic Eagle which I
invented for the occasion. I retired slightly embarrassed.

Mami, who has spent her
whole life perfecting swan movements, and is trained to pick up new choreography, danced a swan dance. The men got excited
and Lezginkad her and put money on her head.

I
collected the money and gave it to the bride. Looking back I now
realise that I should have collected Mami and taken her back to our
table.

At the end, as the Bride was leaving the party,
she once more danced the Dance of the Swan Bride, and then they were
gone. I expected the party to continue, but without the Swan Bride the
party was over, guests departed, children ran across the empty floor
collecting flowers from the dais.

Amina called a taxi to take us back to our hotel, I felt we had seen an apparition.

When I went to Dagestan I was hoping to find out about the warm Islamic people I
had met at Sochi. I set myself the task of meeting them through their
dance. This Epilogue is really the answer I got

When first I saw Lezginka I was immediately struck by two things;

1. Lezginka makes a very beautiful distinction between the feminine and masculine

2. Lezginka is an example of colourful and exuberant Islamic culture

Street-Lezginka; Modern young people in the Caucases enjoy Lezginka. For
the boys it is a form of testosterone break-dancing and for the girls it
is beautiful swan dancing. I imagine many British Muslims, including
the ones who have embraces fundamentalism, might relate to this
opportunity to be cool, (a bit like reggae and rap have integrated the West Indian culture into modern British culture).

Before I left for Dagestan I wrote to the Islamic Council of Great Britain
suggesting that they sponsor the Dagestan State Dance Company to tour
Britain. I told them that Islam needs to engage western culture with a
more positive image. Perhaps ICGB should set up classes for Lezginka GB, and establish this Muslim dance as an alternative to Break Dancing, Salsa and Tango.

The Question of Women's Rights

When I was at university in the early 1970s Germain Greer had just published her book "the Female Eunuch". I did not read the book but I did actively support the Woman's Liberation movement and Gay Rights movements. I agreed with their aspiration then and I agree with them now.

Present day Dagestan is a very different society to the one I was brought up in. During our stay in the Caucuses I only saw one woman driver, although Diana tells me there are many. Diana herself is thinking about learning to drive a car. There is no question that Diana and her friends have less freedom than women had in British society in the 1970s. To our eyes it is a little shocking that they are not more angry about what, from our point of view, looks like gender unfairness and repression.

In the 1970s there were still some people who advocated chastity before marriage. In Dagestan it is the common aspiration of the young women. They do not think it is a repressive idea. To them The Dance of the Swan Bride is not controversial. I am not a woman, but I imagine that many women who read my account of The Dance of the Swan Bride will be offended and annoyed that the girls do not rebel. I wonder if they are right to be annoyed? I think to answer this question we have to look at ourselves and ask ourselves if we know something that Diana and her friends have misunderstood. I ask this question of myself, and I ask this question in a very broad context of troubled Muslim-Christian and East-West relations.

Islam in the Caucasus
Everyone is frightened by what is going on in Syria. The
Dagestanis are upset by stories that some of their young people have
gone to fight alongside ISIS. One girl wailed to me "they are killing people, killing people, can we talk about another subject now".
The people I spoke to are hurt by the
attitude of the West to Dagestan, Islamic culture and Russia's
intervention help people in Eastern Ukraine; our superior attitude really
hurts them. They told me stories of refugees who are arriving in Dagestan after fleeing for their lives from the western backed Kiev government. In one example the BBC website have wrongly written that Dagestan is "the most dangerous country in Europe".

Stalin virtually eradicated all religion, including Islam, from the Caucasus. By the time the Soviet empire collapsed most people retained Islamic values but few of them wore hi jabs or prayed. Russia gave independence to the Georgians in the South Caucasus, but Chechnya and Dagestan were retained as part of the Russia. Chechnya revolted against the Russians and they hoped Dagestan would join their side, but this never happened. They should have known that Dagestan has long taken Aman Shamil's advice that war against Russia is always unwinnable (see my brief history of Dagestan).

The Chechens chose war, war came, the Russians battled it out, the Chechens lost. This is what Grozny looked like after the war

After the war Putin rebuilt the country, allowed them to build many mosques and allowed them a strong Islamic leader they could identify with.

Putin's action seem to have given Chechen people much of what they wanted; Islamisation and stability. On the day we landed in Grozny 100,000 people turned out to celebrate Putin's 62 birthday. I met no Chechens, but I asked Dagestanis "Surely after losing such a bloody war the Chechens hate Putin? ". Their reply surprised me "No, Yeltson started the war, they like Putin because he supported them, ". Chechnya is stable now, but they are worried about the many young people going through Georgia to support ISIS in Syria.

ISIS have said they are intending to restart the war in Chechnya. This is the response they got from the pro-Russian president of Chechnya, Ramzan Kadyrov, (who seems to be popular).

“Taking all responsibility, I declare that those who have voiced a
threat against Russia or who have mentioned the name of our President
Vladimir Putin will be destroyed right where they made their statement.
We will not wait for them to get behind the steering wheel of a plane.
They will go where their fellow terrorists are rotting… I want to
remind everyone who is planning something against our country, that
Russia has worthy sons, ready to fulfill any order, wring the neck of
any enemy in his own lair, wherever he may be. And we find ourselves
with happiness ridding the world of these scum.<…>I emphasize that
they finish their days under the hot sun in Syria and Iraq, and in the
first instant of death meet their eternal flames of Hell. Allahu Akbar!”

I do not pretend to understand what is happening in Chechnya. I have the impression that the Dagestani's and Chechens do not understand their own countries either. Maria Dubovikova, a savvy Russian commentator, tells usRussia are fearful of a third world war starting from troubles in the Caucuses and comments that "The world is on the brink of a third world war but no one has mentioned
it and no one wants to. The day the international community realizes
this, it could already be too late." At present it seems that the Chechens have accepted Russian rule which allows them a lot of autonomy and freedom to build mosques. Islam is gently flowing back into the Caucasus. Some people like Amina are pleased, others like Diana are proud of their Islamic values but agnostic about the dogma.

Dagestan has 20 different languages, and even more different ethnic groups, for a thousand years they have learnt how to live with each other by compromise. They are aware that conflicts can start and get out of control. They appreciate strong leadership and a certain level of repression in return for security.

The West has tried to support democracy in Afghanistan, Iraq, Syria and Libya. It has not brought stability.

Diana and Amina love their country, they love Islamic values and they are satisfied to be living under the umbrella of Putin's Russia. They both say "Dagestan cannot exist without Russia" Things are changing in many ways, the population is rediscovering Islam at the same time more women are learning to drive which will be a good thing because the roads in Dagestan will become calmer and safer. I expect Diana's daughters will be more demanding than Diana's generation, but this is very much their choice. I think we should not judge their values from the outside, our values have hardly brought happiness and freedom to the Islamic world.

Russia Bashing
The way the media reports Russian affairs is very unsympathetic to the views of the ordinary Russians I have met. Many Russians see Putin as a necessary evil, not a demagogue. They see the Russian support for Russian nationals in Ukraine as a proportionate defensive response to hostility from Kiev (we heard stories that refugees have been steaming from Ukraine into the Caucasus, they say they are fleeing for their lives). Personally I think the constant portrayal of Russia as an evil empire led by an evil man is not at all helpful to finding ways to accommodate the deep divisions between Christian and Muslim, East and West. We should respect their moral values judgements a little more and be more circumspect about thinking our societies where democracy and Woman's Liberation thrive are more moral than theirs. No one has a monopoly on morality.

About Me

In the 1970s I attended day classes in sculpture and drawing and realised I was
not very talented. In particular I had very poor conception of space. I
have been serious about improving my drawing for all of my adult life.

I have used unusual methods to overcome my weaknesses. One is to
always draw from moving figures, only rarely do I work from static
models. In the 1970 - 80s I spent many thousands of hours drawing dancers
rehearsing, the results were mostly bad drawings, but they were always moving
forward. This experience has been the bedrock on which I built my drawing technique

Since 1999 I have lived in Pembrokeshire. I still draw my wife, who is a
ballet dancer, when she rehearses. I also draw faces on television for
several hours every night. I love most to draw from life.

The other method to improve my drawing has been to learn about the mind. I read books about
neuroscience and the brain. This knowledge is really helpful to my
drawing, and enabled me to understand what I am trying to do. I am a slow
reader and read books only on this subject. (It is not that I dislike
novels or newspapers, it is that I do not have the time).

In my opinion drawing and Art generally, is about the sharing of spirit.
This concept of sharing is central to art, and central to humanity. My
view is that art is all around us, being done by everyone and can never be
owned. So if you like my drawings you are free to download and use
them. It is also why I do not sell or sign my drawings, because to my way
of thinking this would deface their purpose.